


Anything You Want

by RarePairGremlin



Series: Kinktober [9]
Category: Haikyuu!!
Genre: Body Worship, M/M, Nervousness, Stripping, Ties, taking the lead
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2019-12-09
Updated: 2019-12-09
Packaged: 2021-02-25 23:35:12
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,832
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21729721
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/RarePairGremlin/pseuds/RarePairGremlin
Summary: “You want to strip me?”“Yes.”“Okay,” grinning Iwaizumi stuck out his hand for Aaashi to take.
Relationships: Akaashi Keiji/Iwaizumi Hajime
Series: Kinktober [9]
Series URL: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1498679
Comments: 2
Kudos: 26





	Anything You Want

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> Kinktiber #9. Also completely unedited.

He paced the floor in slow circles. From the entrance of the kitchen to the chair that he usually read on, it was worn down in the middle and Iwaizumi hates it but he loves it. He’s had it since his first apartment, long before he and Iwaizumi started dating. It’s been a constant in his life, something familiar, something war, safe and comforting to see every time he leaves and comes home. It’ll be sad when it’s old enough he’ll have to get rid of it. 

Biting into his bottom lip he paced a bit faster, eyes flicking up to the clock as he rounded on the kitchen again. Iwaizumi should have been home ten minutes ago, back when he had more control over his nervous ticks. But now he’s going round and round so hard on the floor that he’s sure he’s going to create an imprint. His thumb and forefinger keep pinching and plucking at the fingertips of his opposite hand. His bottom lip no doubt looks as bitten and swollen as it feels at this point. Yes, Iwaizumi should have been home ten minutes ago when all he’d been doing was sitting in his favorite chair and bouncing his knees up and down enough to annoy their cat, who’d been trying to nap on his lap.

He swiveled around on his socks, nearly tripping over his own feet when the sound of keys in the lock was heard. Forcing himself to breathe slower Akaashi took a few steps back and leaned into the frame of the kitchen entrance. He looked relaxed when Iwaizumi opened the door, giving him a soft but sleepy grin. On the inside, Aaashi felt as if he was a bundle of burning nerves about to explode. He managed to compose his nerves enough that his hands didn’t shake as he took Iwaizumi’s bag from him, setting it next to the closet door. He helped Iwaizumi out of their jacket, carefully hanging it in the closet and waited for them to step out of their shoes. 

Iwaizumi tossed his shoes onto the rack none too gently, huffing when one fell off but he didn’t bother bending to pick it up. Turning to greet Akaashi properly he gasps into the mouth suddenly on his. He blinked at Aaashi’s closed eyes as Akaashi’s hands roamed up his chest to curve around his neck. He was surprised but kissed back without hesitation, going slow and letting Akaashi take the lead. Which is something he never does. From the beginning of their relationship, he’s known he has to go slow with Aaashi, to take the lead during situations like this. Not because Akaashi can’t or won’t, he just gets too far into his head, allows his thoughts to overwhelm him and he second guesses what he’s doing. So Iwaizumi has just fallen into the role, so to speak.

He carefully placed his hands on Akaashi’s waist, waited for the soft sigh he always got before relaxing the weight of his hands there. Once he got it he pressed his hands into the soft muscle there, flicked his thumbs under the sweater Akaashi was wearing to massage into the bare skin. Akaashi gave him another sigh, leaned into his weight and Iwaizumi hummed against their lips as he tilted his head to let Akaashi deepen the kiss. His eyes drifted shut as Akaashi’s tongue swept over his lips, he opened and hummed again as Akaashi’s tongue met his. His palms ran up Akaashi’s sides, taking the sweater with him as he felt the warmth of skin and warmed material. 

Akaashi’s hands fell from his neck back to his chest and he moaned out in protest as Akaashi pressed, their lips parting as Akaashi backed away. Fluttering his eyes open Iwaizumi looked at Akaashi, pushing a brow up in silent question. He blinked his eyes open more fully when he saw Akaashi had his hands over his face, chest rising and falling rapidly as he stepped back.

“Keiji? Babe are you o-?”

“Shh!” 

Straightening Iwaizumi’s eyes widened as he did what was asked. He stood where he’d been left and waited for Akaashi to speak again. It took several minutes, the clock in their kitchen ticking loudly along with Akaashi’s hard breathing. Finally, Akaashi’s hands fell away to reveal bright red and blotchy skin, their blush has never been even and it annoys them so much, but Iwaizumi finds in adorable. Akaashi looked everywhere but at him as they took in a few shaky breaths. He noted they were chewing on their lip at some point today, he could see the red marks outlining the bottom one even in the dull lighting of the doorway. He watched as Akaashi absent-mindedly picked at his fingertips as he sorted through his thoughts. When their head nodded and face turned down to look at the floor Iwaizumi knew they were almost ready to speak, so he waited. 

“I uhm… I want…” sucking in a tight breath Aaashi squared his shoulders, his eyes met Iwaizumi’s and he looked like the Akaashi everyone knew again, minus the obvious blush still spread out across his face. “I-I want to str-strip you.”

“You want to strip me?”

“Yes.”

“Okay,” grinning Iwaizumi stuck out his hand for Aaashi to take. They did, sliding their palm along his and entwining their fingers together. Akaashi turned and looked toward the floor again as he pulled Iwaizumi along with him. Iwaizumi grinned wider, his teeth flashing brightly as he saw the goosebumps running along Akaashi’s neck mix and blend with the redness of the raging flush he had. He could feel their hand tremble in his but the grip was strong, sure. He mouthed ‘adorable’ at their back, a light blush of his own creeping up his cheeks. 

Pulling Iwaizumi into their bedroom he released their hand and pointed silently at their bed. He couldn’t look up just yet but he saw Iwaizumi walk to the edge of the bed and sit down. He mentally thanked them for understanding him so well as he stepped in front of them, looking down at their lap where he saw a bulge beginning to form. He bit back a grin and chuckled at the sight so hard his lip stung. Releasing it he took another deep breath, held it till the count of six and released it as his hands came up. They still shook but not too badly.

Running his fingertips along the silk tie Iwaizumi wore he followed the dark green material until it hit the vest. Akaashi popped each one open slowly, hearing the inaudible pops in his mind as he went. Iwaizumi had to lean back for him to get the last one and he shivered at the flex of muscle he could see under the button-up. It clung to Iwaizumi’s skin like a second skin, fitting him just well enough it didn’t strain the buttons. Gulping as he had to step between Iwaizumi’s spread legs Akaashi pushed the vest off Iwaizumi’s shoulders, leaning his chest against Iwaizumi’s face to yank it down their arms. He flushed and stepped back quickly when he heard Iwaizumi inhale against his chest.

Iwaizumi chuckled but apologized softly for catching him off guard. Shaking his head Akaashi whispered that it was okay, he was just surprised. Shaking out his hands, ignoring the urge to play with his fingers again, Akaashi stepped back into Iwaizumi’s space to touch the tie again. He ran his fingers up it this time, reaching the knot at their throat sooner than he’d wanted. Wiggling his finger between the knot and the collar he loosened it enough to slip his finger into the hole to his second knuckle. Carefully he pulled the silk back and forth to widen the hole, his free hand taking the strip of material at the collar between its fingers and pulling. He pulled at it until it was a loose enough he could remove the shirt, undo the buttons with ease without ruining the knot too much. 

The fantasy running through his mind all afternoon had been to fuck them in nothing but the tie and dammit, he was going to actually go through with one of his fantasies this time. No stopping halfway through. 

He received another brow raise from Iwaizumi as he started to pop off the buttons of the shirt but he ignored it as best as he could. His face heated up betraying him and probably giving away his thoughts, which sometimes he swore the pain in the ass could read like a damn book. Thankfully Iwaizumi said nothing, but he could feel Iwaizumi’s eyes watching his every move. Swallowing against the beat of his heart at the top of his throat, Akaashi slowly lowered to his knees as he worked the buttons free. His eyes kept flicking up to admire the sin and defined muscles he exposed as he went, the white fabric covering most of Iwaizumi’s body but giving a delicious tease to the tanned flesh beneath. His time staring was growing longer and longer and it began messing up his steady pace of undoing the buttons. But if it bothered Iwaizumi he didn’t show it. Instead, he leaned back onto his elbows so Akaashi could pull the shirt out from their pants and undo the rest of the buttons, silent the whole time as he watched Akaashi work. 

Finally popping the final button off Akaashi fell back to sit on his legs as Iwaizumi sat back up. Akaashi shuddered out a breath as the shirt fell open, revealing more of Iwaizumi’s chest as they moved. He felt breathless like a weight was pressing against his lungs as his eyes roamed over what, by some miracle, was all for him. His hand reached out, itching to touch but he hesitated. His fingers curled up and he went to retract his hand but Iwaizumi’s hand shot out to circle around his wrist. He flinched back but Iwaizumi’s grip held him fast as he was gently pulled forward. Akaashi followed, his free hand coming up to grip into Iwaizumi’s knee as Iwaizumi placed his hand against the center of their chest, holding it there as Akaashi’s eyes flicked up to theirs.

He gulped at the heated look in Iwaizumi’s eyes, burning so hot it felt like the gaze alone would burn him from the inside out until all that was left of him was ashes. He felt the same heat radiating off of their chest where the backs of his fingers brushed. Slowly he uncurled his fingers, sliding over skin that felt like lava to the touch. Once his full palm pressed into Iwaizumi’s abs, his fingers spanning out to touch as much of the deeply defined muscles as possible, Iwaizumi released his wrist and leaned back on his hands to allow Akaashi to continue. He was tentative at first, mostly his fingers twitching and grazing lightly against them, but soon he gained more confidence. He was running his fingertips along the outlines of Iwaizumi’s muscles, enjoying the soft hums and held back groans he was gaining as he went when he pressed further in between Iwaizumi’s legs. His chest bumping against Iwaizumi’s erection accidentally.

The lewd, wet moan Iwaizumi released had Akaashi’s eyes moving from the skin he touched up to their face as he froze in place. Iwaizumi’s face was tilted back, mouth open as his hands fisted the sheets on either side of him. A vein popped out in their neck and Akaashi eyed it curiously as he gave into an impulse. Pushing his chest against Iwaizumi again he bit back the smirk spreading across his lips as the vein throbbed and their cock twitched up against him. Iwaizumi panted through his open mouth, breath hitching with each grind of his chest between their legs. Gaining a bit more confidence in leading, not quite at the threshold where he’d get too flustered and have Iwaizumi take over, Akaashi slid his palm down their chest. Pressing the heel of it into the skin as he got closer to their cock. 

He watched as Iwaizumi’s face became flushed red, noticeable even through their tanned skin, saw the sheen of sweat forming along their hairline as Iwaizumi’s head lifted. Their eyes met just as Akaashi’s hand was about to grind over their erection. Releasing his lip from between his teeth Akaashi moved his hands up to their belt instead. Iwaizumi groaned out in frustration but it melted into a chuckle at Akaashi’s blatant tease. Another thing tonight that he wasn’t usually one to do. Softly breathing out his own chuckle Akaashi unbuckled the belt, yanking it through the loops and tossing it noisily over his shoulder. He felt the annoying itch to turn and throw the discarded clothes into the hamper like he always did, but he fought it off. Iwaizumi clearly noticed when his eyes followed the path the belt had taken though, reading his mind once again, since he chuckled louder and flopped his back down onto the mattress. 

Pouting softly at them Akaashi stood up and looked down at them. His breathing was altered once again at the sight. Iwaizumi was spread out on the bottom half of the bed, arms spread out above his head and chest completely exposed, the shirt bunched up and wrinkled around their sides. Skin shining a bit in the lighting as sweat was created in the too-warm room. His fingers twitched, wanting to touch them more but fear of backing out again held him back.

Steeling his nerves he reached down and lifted one of Iwaizumi’s legs to yank off their socks, repeating it with the other leg and letting the limbs fall from his grasp. Iwaizumi snorted when he was about to reach for their pants again causing him to look up, head tilting in confusion.

“Sorry, sorry! Just-snrk-you were so slow and sensual and perfect about everything else and just-pfft hahaha!- you just rip off my socks. Jus-just whoop! Gone. Savagely rip-rips off the socks but then gently str-strips me.”

“They’re just socks…” he pouted again as his words left Iwaizumi laughing harder, their hands coming up to cover their face as their chest shook. He waited for them to stop laughing but their rolling chuckles only seemed to grow in length and volume as the minutes ticked by. Akaashi bit his lip, contemplating whether or not he should do what he was picturing in his mind. Whether or not it would be too bold and forward and… 

Mouthing out the ‘fuck it’ he didn’t dare speak aloud, Akaashi unzipped their pants and began wiggling their pants and underwear down. 

Iwaizumi was mid-laugh when he choked on a surprised gasp, scrambling up onto their elbows to blink watery eyes at Akaashi. The pure determination on his face made Iwaizumi grin as they lifted their hips to help him out. Grunting in thanks he pulled their pants down till it was about midthigh, the hem of the clothes bunched at the edge of the bed. Dropping down to his knees once again Akaashi wasted no time, gripping the base of Iwaizumi’s cock and licking a slick stripe up it. 

All laughter officially died within Iwaizumi’s chest and throat, their back bouncing against the mattress as a soft gasp fell past their lips. Closing their eyes, Iwaizumi raised their hands to curve and fall above their head again, fingers brushing over the messy spikes of his hair. Their back arched lightly off the bed as Akaashi sucked on the tip, tongue swirling around as it collected the precum gathering there. Moaning out, Iwaizumi fought the urge to buck their hips up into the wet, warmth of Akaashi’s mouth. Fingers tightening and releasing slowly, along with their pounding pulse, using the motion as a grounding mechanism as Akaashi slowly worked their cock into his mouth. Inch by inch in slow, careful, tight sucks until they felt the cool air stinging against the saliva coating their most sensitive skin. 

It was agonizing, forcing themself to remain as still as possible. Fighting off all the urges swirling and raging inside them and telling them they needed to take over, take the lead as usual. They wanted to but they didn’t. Iwaizumi loved being the leader in intimate situations, but dammit tonight was not for them. It was for Akaashi and he was going to do everything he could to give him everything he wanted tonight. No matter what it took, even if Akaashi wanted to be the one fucking him with his ass in the air and face pressed into the pillows. If it’s what he wants tonight, Iwaizumi would do it. 

Akaashi moaned around them, tightening his cheeks as he sucked and bobbed his head in smooth motions. Going slow and loving how their cock twitched and swelled every time the tip brushed the back of his throat. He could feel the powerful muscles of their thighs tense beneath his hands, trembling and shuddering the closer he brought them to the edge. Akaashi’s eyes fluttered between open and shut, pleasure shocking through him when he’d give his hips a shallow thrust forward against the bed, giving his neglected cock needed friction. 

It was growing more difficult to stay in control, to stay focused as his body was quickly becoming too pent up. The gasped sounds coming from Iwaizumi’s gritted teeth heating him up from the inside, igniting his veins until it felt like fire poured through him instead of blood. Sweat was glistening over their bodies, a drop slipping from his hairline down the side of his face to the cut of his jaw. His breaths grew heavy, ragged as he moaned around their cock again, a dribble of precum sliding over his tongue. He shuddered so hard that he accidentally pressed the tip against his gag reflex when Iwaizumi choked on a deep moan, hands gripping into the sheets as their neck went from one side to the other in a pleasure-filled roll. 

Pulling off them with a wet pop Akaashi coughed into his hand, eyes watering as he struggled to breathe. Iwaizumi sat up and began asking if he was okay but Akaashi waved at him, nodding his head furiously as he coughed and cleared his throat. Blinking away the tears he wiped at his eyes and cheeks with the back of his hands, pushing up off the floor using their thighs to steady himself. 

They watched with worried but lust-filled eyes as Akaashi fumbled out of his clothes, tossing them away uncaringly. Remaining where they’d be placed Iwaizumi bit the inside of their lip to keep from moaning at the sight of their olive skin being exposed. Making a mental note to spend time stripping Akaashi naked, slow and teasingly, soon Iwaizumi waited.

Once his overheated skin was freed of the confining garments Akaashi practically ripped the pants and underwear off their legs. Grunting out an ‘ooph’ Iwaizumi flopped back on the bed and lifted their legs to help. Surprised and thoroughly turned on by the sudden urgency radiating off of Akaashi as he stared intensely down at them. Snapping his fingers once, finger pointing toward the ceiling Akaashi demanded in a deep, rough voice; “Up.”

Pushing up to sit so fast their shoulders cracked Iwaizumi shivered at the commanding tone, cock throbbing up against their stomach. Watching as Akaashi strode over to the side table where the condoms and lube were kept Iwaizumi swallowed hard, chest heaving in anticipation and eyes hooded with lust. Their eyes roamed freely over his body as they ripped a foil packet open and grabbed the tube of Akaashi’s favorite lube. It wasn’t their favorite, the warming sensation it gave felt too weird at first but it was perfect for the moment. They were so on edge that they knew they weren’t going to last long at all and with how quickly Akaashi was buzzing around the room they could tell he wasn’t going to last either. 

Stepping back into Iwaizumi’s space Akaashi pressed against their chest to lean them back a bit, dropping the tube beside Iwaizumi’s hip as he began rolling the condom down their length. Throwing his head back Iwaizumi sighed in pleasure at the friction against him, whining in his throat when Akaashi’s hand left them again. The sound of the tube being popped open had them lolling their head up again to watch as he spread some of the slick gel over his fingers to warm it. It was still slightly cool when Akaashi spread it over the condom but Iwaizumi didn’t mind, licking their dry lips as he gave them a few pumps to spread it before dipping his hand between his legs to rub some around his twitching hole. 

Cleaning off his hand on the bedsheets Akaashi tossed the tube aside again, keeping it just within reach if they needed more. Roughly he pushed Iwaizumi’s shirt down and off their shoulders, pausing for just a moment when he was about to toss it away to join the mess on the floor. Still within enough of the ‘fuck it let’s do it’ mood, he seems to be in tonight, Akaashi swirled the shirt around his back, pushing his arms through the sleeves and rolling them up to his elbow. He was well built but compared to him Iwaizumi was much broader, larger, so a shoulder nearly fell off his frame. He didn’t bother fixing it as he ran his fingertips down the strip of silk still around Iwaizumi’s neck.

Iwaizumi stared up at him through thick lashes, eyes shaking as they struggled to keep them from closing. Leaning in Akaashi gave them a swift, warm kiss. Pressing their lips together in a gentle caress that left the other breathless as he pulled away, his hands coming up to anchor himself as he lowered into their lap. Knees sliding against the sheets as he angled himself over Iwaizumi’s erection, his cock pressing into the solid heat of Iwaizumi’s chest. 

Wrapping their arms around Akaashi’s thighs they took ahold of their cock and rubbed it between Akaashi’s cheeks, pushing the head through the plush flesh till it caught on his entrance. Gripping tightly into Iwaizumi’s shoulders Akaashi rolled his hips down against them, moaning together as the tip began pressing in. Breathing through his nose Akaashi leaned his forehead against his hand, turning his nose into Iwaizumi’s neck as he focused on relaxing through the burn. 

Steadily he lowered himself onto Iwaizumi’s cock, their hands coming up to steady his weight when his legs had begun to shake. His eyes squeezed shut as the burn grew, Iwaizumi was the same thickness from tip to the base so he never really got a break once the head popped inside him. Not that he ever minded, the burning sensation never so bad that they needed to go slow but annoying enough that he preferred a slower pace, at least at first. 

Once the curve of his ass settled firmly against Iwaizumi’s thighs he sighed, pushing his face up to press his forehead against theirs. Their breaths mingled together between them, Iwaizumi’s fingers digging into the skin of his ass and his hands sliding up their neck to feel their thundering pulse.

“You okay?” they whispered softly. He nodded, giving his hips a deep roll. Iwaizumi sucked in a quick breath as Akaashi whined as they slid deeper into him. The warming sensation from the lube was kicking in, making the sweat on his skin thicker as it slowly grew in intensity. Panting Akaashi began shallowly rolling his hips in a continuous rhythm, grinding his ass down onto their thighs hard, their cock pressing against his prostate continuously. 

Within a few short minutes, his hair was sticking to his face as sweat rolled down his skin, the shirt clinging to him as if it was becoming a new layer of skin. Their bodies were slick as they slid together with ease, wet slaps filled the air alongside the soft moans they released. Every few grinding thrusts their lips met in a messy kiss before pulling away to lean their sweaty foreheads together again. 

The buildup was as quick as they’d expected it to be. Their desire taking over the bodies to the point that their movements were stuttered, not in sync as they both raced for the edge together.

In a swift move, Iwaizumi hooked his arms around Akaashi’s thighs, tightening his muscles as he stood. Akaashi gasped and held on as if his life depended on it, nails raking roughly against Iwaizumi’s skin, leaving angry, red lines behind. Hissing at the sting Iwaizumi planted his feet on the floor and gave his hips a firm buck forward as his arms lifted and pulled Akaashi. Crying out as pleasure shot through his body Akaashi leaned his head into their shoulder, legs burning from the hard angle, muscles shaking uncontrollably. 

Turning Iwaizumi dropped them down into the bed again, Akaashi’s back hitting the damp spot where their sweat had soaked into the sheets. Releasing Akaashi’s thighs their hands went to his hips, pulling them together and apart as their hips snapped forward so roughly the flesh of Akaashi’s ass bounced with the force of it. One of Akaashi’s legs hooked loosely around their hip, the other was grasped tightly by his hand, nails digging into his skin to angle himself so Iwaizumi drove directly into his prostate again. 

A curse slipped from Iwaizumi’s lips as they pressed into him as deep as they could. Akaashi’s free hand wound the tie around his wrist until he was pulling them in for another kiss, which was more the breathing into each other’s mouths as gasps and pants prevented them from properly kissing. 

His insides tightened, wet walls pulsing around Iwaizumi as he came. His vision clouded with white spots. A loud cry ripped from his throat, melting into a low, breathless whine as he shook. The trembling going from light shakes to violent in just a few thrusts. His eyes squeezed shut as he hissed through his teeth when pleasure began turning into pain. He was almost to the point of making Iwaizumi stop, his body unable to handle much more when they finally tipped over too. Hips slamming against his and head hitting his collarbone heavily, choked gasps pressing into his sensitive skin making him break out in goosebumps again. 

They breathed heavily together in post-orgasm bliss. Akaashi’s legs falling away from them, hitting the bed as if suddenly made of lead. His hand gently pulled away from the tie, ungracefully yanking it open further and over Iwaizumi’s head. He nearly choked them which made them both snort and chuckle tiredly but it soon joined the mess that Akaashi wasn’t ready to think about yet. Ind still filled with the haze of amazing sex.

Amazing sex that he’d lead from beginning to end for once. 

A sensation of pride filled his chest, happy for himself for actually taking what he’d wanted. For taking the things that Iwaizumi had been telling him to go for since they started having sex. A dopey grin spread over his lips, the glee reaching his eyes, brightening them up until they practically glowed. Iwaizumi lifted himself up off his chest and he sucked in a much-needed breath, they apologized for being too heavy, moving to get off. He stopped them by grabbing their neck and yanking them back down, his nose nuzzling again theirs.

“Not yet,” he whispered hoarsely. Iwaizumi raised a brow but didn’t question him verbally. Their eyes slipped shut as they exchanged a proper kiss, Iwaizumi melting down against them again as they circled their arms around him, pulling him in tightly against their chest. He sighed into the kiss, hands threading through Iwaizumi’s damp hair. He shuddered, hissed against their lips as they pulled out of him as gently as they could without breaking the kiss. 

Later as he lounged lazily in the tangled blanket of their bed, stomach against the softness and face cradled by his arms he watched through hooded eyes as Iwaizumi cleaned up the bedroom. His dopey grin never left his lips. It had only grown when they’d stated that he’d done most of the work earlier, so it was only fair if he cleaned up. The promise of homecooked food had also been mentioned but he’d unsure if he’s going to stay awake long enough for it. Exhaustion setting in as Iwaizumi pulled on some sweats. 

Glancing over at his sleepy form Iwaizumi smiled lovingly. Stepping up to him they leaned down, pressing their lips against his head softly. 

“Sleep. I’ll wake you once I’m done.”

“M’kay,” he muttered, eyes already closing as his mind blanked out. Chuckling deeply Iwaizumi pulled a sheet over him, tucking it around him before leaving the room, flicking the lights off and half-closing the door behind them.


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